The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1887-07-21

man escapes MS QeSeICS.
The colonel rang, Hartshorn and his
colleague understanding.
"What haYei YOU, lone with yonr pris-
oner?' the butler asked, mystifed, sur
prised to see both policemen. 81
''The colonel's let him CO." .,st.'
"Let him go' Phew, wonders will
never ceaseI But haven't seen the man
pass my pantry window. What can be
the reason; he's so dead upon a tramp"
"An old soldier"-
The butler nodded sapiently. Harris
horn laughed. can old hand," he said;
give seen him before.p 80! l., g. 'si..'',
s'You don't think the coloners done?"
s..I don't always say what I think, :"
said Hartshorn, grasping his glass with a
capacious hand
The police Yehieleldroye. away, ibut not
| before the colonel had opened the door
|, where -the-Eagr stood eonceaied:
"If can find you employment, will you
stayi'' nsg -
I'm making my way to Cardiff to mar
ried daughter. / was stone broke, and
almost famished." 10
"You shall be fed. Here is money. I
would adyises you to avoid ;Moortownj
| cone sthsssTss"t The colonel IeIthe way
/ to the servants hall, wrung the mans
| hand, and left him. q = j52I < = itii
An hour later the benefciaire was
seated on milestone, blowing cloud:
In the village, with the colonefs gratuity,
he had been enabled to provide himself
with relay Of tobacco.
Tl.k - - n{a r1oka ka1 ho
whiffs. "If Soldier Bill comes this way
and spins his yarn they'll be rough on
him. Ithought when I sneaked the bit
o. paper he was so choice Of, 1t might
come in useful; He, said there was an
old colonel about here that had been in
the mutiny, and at Cawnpore when he
was puff, puff. wish I'd another jug
of the old buffers ale. here puff, puff.
Well, I'm: dashed, If 7 remembered to
give back to the old bloke his cheese
parer.'' The vagrant viewed the pen
knife approvingly, ''it'll be o bad job ii 1
can't get a tanner on it,, IL
The colonel returned to the library, but
| his granddaughter was not there He
went to an escritoire, and, opening q
drawer, took out an old fashioned case,
the stamped velvet within Of q seedy hue,
! the daguerreotype solarized, almost faded
| out. But, though the portrait was SO
shadowy, the face was visible to the
colonel, as clearly as ON the day when it
gave him pleasure to receive 1t.
tsMy Door murdered darlingW he mur-
INJURED, with sob.
! He sat, the portrait in his hand, obliyi-
ous of the passing hours. He heard moth.
ing, not the tap on the door; he did not
hear Oceana open 1t, or see her when she
entered the room.
"Grandpapa?" calculated she softly.
''Yes, child"
He closed the case gently, to hurriedly
| restore it to its drawer.
"Did you not hear the gongf"
stNo. 1.-The fact is, have been little
abstracted." -.
Gambler tells me You have allowed thu
| poor man to CO. How good Of you"
"He was IN old soldier, Oceana. He
was at Cawnpore'- The coloneps
voice had a hush in sit. He rose to bis
| feet; he felt them.a little: unsteady, him
self little giddy. But he quickly recov
sered himself.
!, Oceana was obse1vant; she was anx
ious. 81
| cases trouble yeu.s Twould not attend 81
| regularly. Let Hartshorn go elsewhere.
"Yes, 1 think 80; he shall. think
will rest more"
Oceana could not recall luncheon 81
| dull. If the colonel was not humorist
+! he attempted humor, and ne talked O.
something, or drew out Mrs. Maux. Bu
this day he was preoccupied, his face sad
The colonel rose from tie table, Mrs
Maux following suit, to pass through tn
door the ,cnlunel kald;openi But Oceans
still pat in o teyer!e, to become eonsetou'